Little Miss Genius

SMS. 8.13. Well? – Christian

SMS. 9.17. Yes, yes will call later – Rachel

SMS. 15.14. Where will we go? – Rachel

SMS. 15.17. We should come to ur place to see Billie – Christian

SMS. 15.19. No, no, need 2 escape! – Rachel

SMS. 15.21. Have sent Jill a text but no reply – Rachel

SMS. 15.22. I am surprised. He, he, he – Christian

SMS. 15.56. Pelican Bar at 8? – Rachel

Subject: I'm a genius...sigh...

hello little miss genius,

that is correct, a message went undetected, thank goodness for the missy cat.

my favourite part of the story is Mark tugging on your limp arm squeeking 'how long have you been here'??? chri sooooooooooooooooooooow.

i love i heart huckabees, (more like fuckabees!) Mark Wallberg is so dead pan funny, that scene when they're at lunch with Tetembe and the Christians...

How was mysterious skin? i've heard its great...

speaking of fisting, im having a few peeps over on Sunday arvo (Mark and Lu inc), because i go to NY on Monday!!!!! (trip on that...also you can trip on how much yankee cock im guna have to suck to survive over there as i maxed my credit card out on the flight cost!) Hey also guess who's speaking at the festival???

guess guess!!!!

no not baby jesus, but just as good DAVID LYNCH!!!!

im so going to march up to him and ask him to be my best friend. Especially when i tell him of my new screen play a story that revolves around a 'headless blonde' named jiggy!

oh i miss not having our late night lounge room chats and brainstorms... are you sure you can’t pop over to new york for a week to play with me and Jacob? he just sent me a txt saying "everythings fine i went out last night drinking margarita's, spewed, asked some guy to punch me in the face, and he did, then went home and lost my new flatmates cat! little scamp...

apparently he has some new vault stories for me as well, can’t wait to hear his tales.

Hey maybe we should meet up and go see Tom on Friday night?

much love

reg tits mcgee

ps hows judy?

Ab

(Ed note - Judy is Ab's name for Josh. Reg is Josh's name for Aby. Have you grasped these fine points of the story?)

Subject: Hello, trainee genius here

Judy had been remarkably quiet... I did behave badly when he was here. I was stressed out, didn't have the patience – that one requires with Judes. But he did email, newsy, chatty, seemed like old self. I said sorry. Waiting for reply.

Mysterious Skin was good. Interesting idea. Two 8 year old boys are molested by their baseball coach, one gay, one straight. The – very good looking – gay boy becomes a hustler and the straight boy has a blank spot, which he fills with ideas of being abducted by aliens. Yeah, it was good.

Sunday sounds like a go, sure, count me in.

You know, I don't think I would be game enough – read stupid – to ask a guy in New York to punch me. That Jacob's a scamp. Ah, New York, New York. If we killed my mother... Perhaps, I should do a New York tattslotto ticket? Although, I'd be a bit scared to fly anywhere at the moment. (Another one came down) But then I'm a flying frady cat anyway.

Don't worry, yanky cock is big – natch. Never known a bad dick on a yanky boy, let me tell ya. (I just need an Italian skater boy from New York – who has a suit career too – read can pay his way. If you could pick him up for me duty free...)

I wonder how Hollywood David Lynch is? Could go either way, I suspect.

What's a vault story?

A 'headless blonde' named jiggy?

Tom, Friday is a go too. Last time I visited, we sat in the freezing cold out in the little court yard, me having stayed home all day in bed with a suspected cold. Smoking a joint, natch. Tom hacked away and I wondered about the irony of me dying right there next to him of pneumonia. However...

Not that I'm advocating that for Friday.

Christian

Out for dinner with Rachel at the Pelican Bar in Fitzroy Street. It was a lovely night, hints of Spring in the air. Gorgeous. Rachel said she’d left a message from Jill but she hadn’t responded. I told Rachel Jill was in Queensland. Something to do with work. We tried to organise dinner with her, there and then.

SMS. 20.25. (Jill) Where in QLD r u? – Christian

Rachel drove me to my car. The Volvo tail-lights were just becoming little red, beady-eyed, dots in the distance of Park Street.

SMS. 22.06. Could do with a Canterbury Road fuck right about now! – Rachel

SMS. 22.09. U & me both – Christian

Subject: perhaps i could be a gean i... as in singular genius

goodie two dates for us two dates for us (sing that last bit) Shall we say 6ish at Tom's?? and 2ish at mine??

now onto addressing those inquiries

1. a vault story is a hideous sex story that you can only share with your bestest friend... they are usually hard core in nature... the kind Tom would probably skite about openly.

2. the 'headless blonde' is still just a little pipe dream that goes under the title of 'hell on dyke slopes' (pronounced in an american accent)

3. as for yankee cock, i read what you said about them all being A grade beef and immediately my mind flickered to all the past american cock ive encountered (and let me say the flash went for a good few smitten moments and i hole heartily concur my friend mmmm tastey indeed! (must.... replace... thoughts... of blow jobs on hot... american boys... with blow jobs on Rob....)

4. off course i will search for a hot young rich New York skater punk for you what are friends for??? (girl grins nefarious grin and taps fingers together) and i'll bring him straight home.... for sure 5. offing ya mum... sounds like fun can i bring.... ummm let me see.... mike tyson, chopper, denis hopper and off course courtney fo' laughs....

xx Aby